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Jamming with Jolie

By Anynom

Author's Notes: Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. What is it about this woman that makes her so appealing? I don't know, but I keep getting struck with ideas for her. It gets a bit freaky near the end, I'll admit, but someone said I should try something daring so we'll see how it goes. Echso inspired this one, a departure of sorts for me so I hope you like it. Enjoy.

It had been a long day for Angelina Jolie. One drawback of being a highly paid, much in demand Oscar winning actress who also happened to be one of the most beautiful women alive was that her schedule was pretty booked. "Tomb Raider" may not have been the mega-hit everyone wanted but it still did pretty damn well and helped Angelina out with a bigger paycheck. "Original Sin" may have bombed after a long delay, but she was still riding high, very much in demand.

The fact that she had pretty much no problems with nudity was a major factor in her success, Angelina knew. Sure, it was hard for the makeup guys to cover up her mydrid tattoos but Angelina had a big exhibitionist streak and enjoyed showing it off. So guys got to see her naked, so what? Billy Bob didn't have a problem with it and that counted a lot for her.

Given her rising fame, it wasn't as easy as it had once been for Angelina to get some private time. One problem was that, even when she dressed down, she was easily recognized, her incredible beauty and dark black hair showing past any disguise. Angelina was used to being stared at a lot and therefore didn't pay as much mind to one man in particular as some other actresses might have.

She was taking a personal day, a time she could go and check out some of the local shops near her hotel while her movie was on a break. She decided to be a little more subdued than usual today, wearing a light blue dress that did little to hide the incredible body underneath, a couple of her arm tattoos showing. She knew some of the older women in stores gave her some disapproving looks because of them. Well, fuck those old broads. If they couldn't handle a woman at ease with herself and her body, too bad for them.

She had paid a little extra for the store to ship the outfits to her hotel so she wouldn't have to lug them around all day. She had exited the store and was walking on the pavement, rounding a corner when she ran into a man. She backed up a bit to look him over. He was a bit taller than Angelina, a nice, confident-looking man with an easygoing smile, dark hair and wearing a light suit and dark glasses.

"Watch it!" Angelina barked, taken aback at the sudden intrusion. "I don't want to be tripping over myself today!"

"Sorry about that, Angelina," the man smiled. The actress stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"I know you?" Angelina said, pursing her firm lips.

"No," the man shook his head. "I know you, of course."

"Look, this is not a good time for autographs," Angelina shook her head as she tried to get by. The man blocked her way and Angelina tensed a bit. "Buddy, I'm not trying to make a scene here but get out of my way now or I'm hollaring for the cops."

"Now, Angelina, that's no way to talk," the man said. "My name's Michael, by the way."

"Okay, Mike-----"

"Michael."

"Whatever," Angelina rolled her eyes. "Just move now, okay?"

Michael sighed. "Ah, I was hoping we could slide into this slowly but I suppose we'll just have to do it fast."

"Do what fast?" Angelina said impatiently.

"Take control of you," Michael matter-of-factly answered.

"Excuse me?" Angelina said in disbelief.

"It's what I do," Michael explained. "I take control of women, get them to do stuff of a rather sexual nature with me before leaving them with no memory of the encounter."

"Uh huh. And they call me whacko," Angelina rolled her eyes.

"Proof is needed it seems," Michael nodded. He reached up and slid off his glasses, revealing a pair of bright blue eyes. As Angelina stared, the eyes seemed to glow a bit, a bright glow that caught her attention and held it. Angelina's anger slowly faded away as she stared into Michael's glowing blue eyes. The actress felt a wave of absolute calm come over her, her eyes fixed on Michael's glowing ones as he spoke.

"Relax, Angelina," he said. "Just relax. Relax and obey, you want to obey, Angelina, all you want to do now is obey me, you want to obey me."

"Obey...."Angelina whispered. She suddenly felt that rebellious streak start to kick in and shook her head weakly. "No...no....can't------"

"Yes, you can, Angelina," Michael said, his eyes boring into hers. "You can obey me, you must obey me, you must obey me."

"Yes....Obey...." Angelina whispered again, her mind lost in Michael's brilliant eyes.

"Where are you staying, Angelina?"

Ten minutes later, Michael and Angelina were in her suite, Michael taking off his jacket, shoes and tie. His eyes had ceased glowing but the orbs still remained a bright blue as they took in Angelina, who swayed before him, a blank look on her face.

"You must obey me, Angelina," Michael said.

"Must....obey...." Angelina muttered.

"You will do whatever I say, Angelina."

"Yes......"

"Angelina, take off all your clothes. Strip them off. Slowly." Michael sat back and watched as Angelina's hands moved to her dress, undoing the first few buttons. She reached down, then paused, her face scrunching up as something hit her. "I....I can't......"

"Yes, you can," Michael said in a commanding tone. "Strip."

Angelina pulled the dress over her head. She wore a purple bra and panties and she slowly slid each strap down, then undid the clasp to slide it off her, revealing her amazing round breasts. She turned, kicking off her shoes as she bent over and slid her panties down, giving Michael a great view of her nice ass.

"Get on the bed, Angelina," he commanded, watching the Oscar winner slowly sit on the bed, naked and staring blankly at him. Michael started to disrobe, down to his underwear when the phone suddenly rang. Michael froze in place and felt a chill as he saw Angelina's eyes blink, clarity returning to her features as she stared in Michael in surprise, the knowledge of what was happening rushing through her.

The phone rang twice more as Angelina and Michael just stared at one another. Slowly, not taking her eyes off Michael, Angelina moved her hand over and picked up the phone. "Hello?" She paused and listened. "Oh, hey, hon. How's it going?"

Michael couldn't move. This had never happened before. Normally, his power could have a woman under so deep an explosion ten feet away wouldn't snap them out of it. Somehow, Angelina must have had a more stubborn will then most, able to snap out of the trance given the right distraction.

Michael had been so overtaken with shock that he hadn't thought to use his power again to control her. All he could do was wait for her to tell Billy Bob about this, then call security, putting Michael in a very, very difficult position. After all, that's what any woman would do if she suddenly found herself sitting naked in bed with a strange man who was intent on dominating her.

Which was why it came as such a surprise to Michael when Angelina spoke. "Billy, hon, I'm kind of tired out. Guess all the shooting fatigue's gotten to me. I'm gonna go lie down for a while, I'll call you back. Okay, love you too."

She hung up the phone, then paused and yanked the wire out of it. She turned back to Michael, letting him see how her dark hair brushed to the tops of her round tits. Without warning, a wide smile broke on Angelina's face and she let out a laugh. "Holy shit!" she cried. "You did it! You actually did it!" "Um, yeah," Michael said, licking her lips. "Shit, that was fucking awesome!" Angelina grinned. "I mean, how did you do that?" "I told you," Michael said, starting to recover a bit. "I control people, it's what I do." Angelina shook her head. "God, it was wild. I was trying to fight you in the beginning but I just couldn't stand up, I had to strip like you said, I'd have fucked you right on this bed if the phone hadn't rang! This was......shit, I loved it!"

"You did?" Michael said, honestly shocked.

"Hell, yeah," Angelina grinned. "I'm the one dominating people usually. I didn't think it could feel so good having it done to me! Do it again!"

"What?" Michael said, not believing this.

"Put me under again!" Angelina repeated. "Come on, I wanna feel me give in to you."

"What about-----?"

"Ah, me and Billy have a real open relationship," Angelina waved her hand. "Trust me, he fucks other women all the time. Course, so do I."

"Good to know," Michael said, feeling more in control now. "So, now what?"

"Like I said," Angelina nodded. "Make me do something I wouldn't do." She frowned at the look of thoughtfulness on Michael's face. "What?"

"Nothing," Michael smiled. "Just trying to think if there's actually something *you* wouldn't do."

Angelina had to laugh at that, shaking her head a bit. "Come on, I think you can use your imagination somehow."

Michael looked at her and nodded. His eyes locked onto her and started to glow again. The smile slowly faded from Angelina's face, although a hint of it remained, adding to her sexy appearance. "You'll do whatever I tell you to do, Angelina," Michael said, knowing that there would be no resistance now, Angelina wanted to do anything he told her to.

"Anything....." Angelina said softly, that tiny smile still on her face. The tiny part of her mind that knew what was happening was loving the feeling of being dominated like this and couldn't wait for it to continue.

Michael looked around, trying to figure out something. A look around the room and a slow smile came onto his face. Why the hell not? It was different, he knew that. "Angelina, listen to me very, very carefully........"

The sunlight coming through the window was the first thing Angelina saw when she opened her eyes. It took her a moment to realize it was morning and her body was aching, but in a rather pleasurable way. It took another moment for what had occurred to sink in and Angelina's eyes to snap wide open. She was shocked but then delighted when the memories started to flood back in.......

Her on her knees, her mouth wrapped around Michael's cock, pursed lips moving up and down and sucking off his shaft. As she did that, Michael took one of her heeled shoes and jammed the heel into her pussy, working it around nicely, causing Angelina to moan around his cock, sucking him off as he worked the heel around her snatch, driving the shoe into Angelina who kept on sucking him off in a race to see who'd come first........

Her lying on her back, Michael licking and kneading at her amazing breasts, tickling the nipples with his tongue. As he did, Angelina had the remote control for the television pushing into her pussy as much as possible, her thumb pushing on the power button as she wiggled it around, as if attempting to literally turn herself on.......

Her on top of Michael, riding his cock, groaning as he kneaded her incredible tits in his hands, squeezing them hard. They were lying on the bathroom floor, the rod from the shower curtain removed and placed so that the end of it plunged at Angelina's ass. With every thrust back on Michael's cock, she took a little more of the rod in her behind, adding to the incredible pleasure as she rode his dick to orgasm......

The two of them on the hotel suite's balcony, Angelina actually standing on the outside of the railing. Her legs were snaked in between two spaces in the iron fence, wrapped around Michael's waist, his cock in a space between working at her pussy. Angelina hung back, moaning, her long hair flowing downward, breasts thrust at the night, her legs hooked around Michael and the fence, his hands tight on her hips. So lost was she to pleasure that Angelina didn't even care that she was hanging ten stories over the ground below.......

And there were a lot more memories, some stuff that was freaky even for her. Angelina turned and saw a note on her dresser. Picking it up, she read it.

"My apologies for not staying but I do have things to do. Last night was a first for me in so many ways. I've never fucked a woman hanging over a ledge before. And the thing with the knives was intriguing too, you have to admit. Taking a woman who knew what was happening and wanted it has never happened before and it's something I may have to try again. It opens up a lot more possibilities than simple dominance and then making them forget.

I don't know if we'll ever meet again. In case we don't, I thought you'd want to remember this as a unique experience. Who knows? Maybe your husband will appreciate some of the new tricks you've picked up. I will cherish this always, Ms. Jolie. Thank you very much."

"Thank you, Michael," Angelina sighed as she sat up. She gasped, then lay back down, reaching in between her legs and pulling out what appeared to be a champagne cork. She looked at it and then reached for the phone. She had to call her director and tell her she'd gotten sick. There was no way she could go in today, she'd have to wait until she could walk without limping. Which should be sometime in the next three days.

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